C12 The other woman

Giovanni

My heart starts pounding as I climb out of bed; no, this isn’t Brandi; it couldn’t be. She’s not into this lifestyle; she doesn’t know about it. How could it be her? But the voice is certainly her.

"Brandi...." I ask again, hoping I really was imagining things.

“Come back to bed, Mr.C. I’ve been waiting to f*CK you all month, and I’m afraid I’m not satisfied. Although it was thrilling